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"Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about."
Past anything of our comprehension,
past our shame and guilt and pride,
there is a safe place.
God lives there.
He's always been there.
He's waiting for us there.
The field is where broken souls go,
the ones that have given up
on trying to understand why.
They just want peace of mind.
The soul will come to this field
and it will be set free - finally!
It won't speak -
words are a profanity,
it will just be, one with God.
Oh, how I long for this field.
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Saturday, February 1, 2014
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